I became a mage and was recruited by the lord as his son-in-law

In a flash, Bennett had arrived at the Mage Tower in the royal capital.

Still on the top floor of the Mage Tower where flowers were in full bloom, Denise huddled under the tulips with her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were a little long. It was unknown what kind of good dream she was having, but saliva was dripping from the corners of her smiling mouth.

The tulip petals all around her fell all over her body, and her hair, face, and clothes were covered with scattered purple.

She got a cloth bag from somewhere, put the petals in it, and used it as a pillow under her head.

The magic lights in the wizard's tower are dim, yet just the right amount of dreamy.

Helen, wearing a red dress, quietly walked to Bennett's side and leaned weakly on him.

"Why are you here at this hour if you're not with Aimee?"

"You are still here, so I have to take you back no matter what." Bennett said.

Helen raised the corners of her mouth slightly, let go of Bennett's arm, walked in front of Bennett, and looked at Bennett's wizard robe.

"This outfit looks great, much better than your usual gray robe. Ai Mei, that northern bumpkin, has good taste."

Bennett smiled and said:

"I'm going to complain to Aimee."

"Okay, I am your disciple."

"Yes, yes, a disciple who doesn't even respect his master's wife."

Helen snorted coldly, followed Bennett's gaze, and looked at Denise.

"This silly roe deer is just lucky. She gets a share of everything good."

Bennett didn't say anything. He took out the spell book, turned to a blank page, cast a spell, and recorded this scene in the spell book forever.

Helen stepped forward and said:

"Leave one for me, too."

Bennett smiled, opened the spell book, and with a thought, a little blue was dotted into the red page.

The falling maple leaves in autumn turn the world into a red ocean. On the bluestone in the middle is a thin figure in a blue dress, with a maple leaf on her thin shoulders.

Her long red hair was wavy, her arm was resting on a lyre, and her skin was glowing with a warm, pearly glow.

The figure did not look back, and her blue dress looked a little lonely in the sea of ​​red.

Helen looked at her back, recalled the scene of that day, and said:

"Okay, you were thinking of me at that time, you are really good."

Bennett smiled and said:

“No, it’s just that this scene was so impressive that I wrote it down.

You know, if a wizard has something that is so impressive, he can remember it even down to the dust floating in the air."

Helen nodded, then shook her head. She felt happy but also a little weird.

Bennett put away the spell book, walked to Denise's side, and although he felt a little reluctant, he still pinched Denise's nose.

"Wake up, little whirlwind."

Denise shook her head and muttered:

"I'm a Moon Leo, not a little whirlwind."

"Yes, yes, little whirlwind."

Denise finally came to her senses, stood up suddenly, threw the petals on her body to the ground, and said loudly:

"I don't think that person dared to call me Little Tornado."

"Hey, ahem, Bennett, ahem, why are you here?"

Bennett said:

"The Archmage wants to take you on a trip, so he asked me to come pick you up."

Denise nodded, said "Oh", then turned back to look at Bennett and said in surprise:

"What, really? Going on a trip? Can I go too?"

Bennett was not surprised to see Denise like this.

The royal princesses of the empire, no matter what era, can only stay in fixed places, some in the royal capital, some in the territories of dukes and marquises.

The laws of any dynasty stipulated that a princess could not leave her territory or castle at will unless summoned by the royal family.

Going out and seeing the world may be the long-cherished wish of every princess in the empire.

"Great, I can leave the capital now."

Denise jumped directly onto Bennett's neck. Bennett smiled, dragged Denise by the hand, slowly stood up, and said to Helen beside him:

"Let's go back to the Giant Wolf Castle."

……

When Bennett carried Denise back to the room, everyone's eyes turned to Bennett.

It’s not that Bennett didn’t want to put Denise down, it’s that Denise wouldn’t come down and Bennett didn’t dare to use force.

Although Denise's hair has inexplicably grown out now, the wound on the top of her head is still half-healed.

Bennett was terrified when she moved on her own, let alone letting Bennett move her.

Bennett was certain that the Grand Master's experiment on Denise was probably another new path for the Master.

In the past, the wizard transformed from an ant into a dragon, and will move forward step by step.

This is a good thing for the mage community. Adapting to the invasion of magic power step by step will effectively reduce the probability of mages going crazy.

"Master, how did her hair grow?"

The Archmage rolled his eyes at Bennett and said:

"I am a great wizard. Do I need to shave the wound when I am performing surgery? How much do you look down on me?"

Bennett: “…”

"It's okay now. There are so many people here."

After hearing this, Denise didn't come down. She turned to look at the people in the room, first at Sera.

This one has the same red hair as Helen's, one always reminds people of flames, while the other has a more seductive feeling.

Sierra raised an eyebrow and ignored Denise.

Denise snorted and looked back at the person on the bed.

The person on the bed had a cold expression and looked difficult to get along with. At this moment, Denise's fighting spirit exploded and she glared at Aimee fiercely.

The Archmage also interrupted at this time:

"She is Aimee Stark, the daughter of Lord Stark and the little wolf girl of the Giant Wolf family, who left Bennett in Razlan."

Denise got off Bennett and was about to do something, but Bennett pulled her aside.

Bennett didn't know where Denise got the courage from. Are you kidding me? How dare you challenge Aimee? Even if a thousand of you were tied together, you couldn't beat Aimee with a single finger.

"Bennett, don't pull me in. I haven't met Aimee yet."

Denise still refused to admit defeat and wanted to wrestle with Aimee.

Bennett didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Helen. Helen simply retreated to the side. Her fighting ability was the weakest here, and she still had to pay homage to the leader of the mountain.

Aimee didn't talk to Denise either, but looked directly at the Archmage and said:

"Denise is given to you, so it's time to return the child between Bennett and me to me."

The Archmage was embarrassed for a moment and said:

"Give me two more days to play."

"It's time to feed the baby."

"Look, he's not crying, so he's definitely not hungry."

Aimee said calmly:

"The child is weak and may not cry even if he is hungry. Just give it to me."

The wizard knew that Aimee was right, so he had no choice but to give the child to Aimee.

There were either women or Bennett in the room, and Aimee didn't stop them, lifting her clothes to feed the child.

Aimee asked Bennett again:

"The child hasn't been named yet."

Speaking of this, Sera and Helen instantly became interested. Sera didn't think Aimee was superior to her at all.

Helen hurried to pay homage to the mountain.

Bennett is the child's father, so naturally he has to get involved.

In the end, the few of them were chatting animatedly, and even the maids came over several times. Neither Aimee nor Bennett put on airs in front of the maids, and the maids also came up and made a few jokes.

Only the Archmage and Denise stood there awkwardly, unable to say a word for a long time.

For the first time, Denise felt the tremendous pressure that Aimee brought to her.